This is a song about "Little ducks"

Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that

We follow the prophets like imma line a couple ducks when i hit

Into little minces

You ain't working hard as this

Oh how she love the gangstas, they love them green ones

Scoring goals through your legs, like those anaheim ducks

They must come with a bible, swine flu, and a pistol

Everytime i think of you, even a little

Ya'll don't move em' you dudes is at that slow pace

Of this little twat, this little disgrace,

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

Top of the dome wit it, or wroten lyrics

Why are the little kids having little kids

Weird niggas make sick too i don't need no pistol

But as time passes i enjoy little